THE INCREDIBLE ADVENTURES OF CAPTAIN TRAUMATIC – 468

“But first,” the Syck Monkey’s children continue writing, “the flag must be exchanged and an egg delivered in return.”

“Why didn’t you say before?” Labaguette asks.

“There was a time you could not even read, Labaguette,” the Captain marvels.

“It was latent for a while.  I could read but I could not express it.”

“Featherly regenerescence,” Birdseye comments.

“Feather what?”

Three Monkeys jump back onto the Insatiable Princess, a flag in hand.

“We should elope” Labaguette whispers once more into the Captain’s ear.

There, three monkeys are tying white ropes, unfolding sails while their father’s domineering and powerful shadow looks on.

The Captain grabs the flag and as soon as he unfolds it, there is a burning flash before the flag rolls back onto itself emitting more sparks.  A shower of falling objects, creatures and stars pass them by.

“That’s you told Captain!” Labaguette remarks.

“Shut up!”

A young monkey carries the flag and attached it around the main mast.

“THE EGG!” are the words now showing in gigantic letters on the Universe’s wall.

The Captain scratches his head, looking at Birdseye.

Labaguette smoothes a brilliant rose feather, not looking at anyone.

Birdseye sits, his goggle light up a pale blue as his tail widens, sparkles and shudders.

“If he weren’t a policeman-dancer,” Labaguette says, “he might have been an ostrich.”

“Ostriches are not know to survive in these regions,” the Captain remarks, an air of distraction lifting his puzzled eyebrows.

As he stands again, Birdseye extends his arms and hands holding a large, smooth, sparkling and mauve egg of a substantial size which he offers the Syck Monkey’s shadow.

“Didn’t think he had it in him,” Labaguette says with a sense of purpose.

“He had the egg all along,” musters the Captain.

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“Wait a minute,” the Captain interrupts, “eggs can only be found on Earth.  If you lay two of them on their side, their top side facing each other, we have an infinity sign!  a wealth of universes.”

“These Monkeys aren’t from Earth Captain,” Labaguette says, “even if they came out of eggs.”

“There’s a connection,” Birdseye insists.

Now the Syck Monkey is dancing, a Charlie Chaplin act, helped by his stick and his sons imitating him.

“We’re close to the truth,” the Captain says, “I know it”.

“Undecipherable,” Labaguette says.

“The Mother Land,” Birdseye says.

“What?” the Captain asks.

“The Mother Land.”

“Planet Earth is the Mother Land?” Captain Traumatic asks.  “The Syck Monkey would be part reality and part myth?”

Birdseye nods.

“Have you completely lost your mind?” Labaguette asks.

“The Syck Monkey is likely to born out of an egg on Earth in spite of possible evidence to the contrary,” the Captain says.

“Precisely!” Labaguette says.

“Well, that’s just it Labaguette: though no monkeys are ever born out of eggs on Earth, the Syck Monkey is a fluke, not meant to be, a transition, a genetic mutation that occurs once in the lifetime within a multiplicity of universes because diversity rules.  When his mother bird, or whoever she was realised it, she carried the Egg to the edge of the Earth and sent it adrift on a rudderless ship.”

“I’ve heard that one before Captain, remember?”  Labaguette remarks, “we’ve learned that the Earth isn’t flat and we know that this Monkey doesn’t travel by ship.”

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THE INCREDIBLE ADVENTURES OF CAPTAIN TRAUMATIC – 464

“We’re collectables,” the Captain says.”

“Aren’t we on a mission?” Labaguette asks.

At that moment, a flag and three eggs appear on the ship’s deck and the resounding echo of laughter penetrates their brains from all directions.  Four monkeys lost in hilarity.

“Tis all we need, mockery and sarcasms,” the Captain says, “Hey, misters, if you’re so very clever, why not tell us what you want from us?  Why not share your secrets?  Why not invite us to witness the scope and depth of your treasures?  Because all that you are now is irritating legend, yes, you, unexplained and mysterious myth of infinite garbage!  You’ve only showed yourselves cast as shadows.  In truth, cowards… and you… you especially young monkeys:  I fed you, protected you, let you weave your oddities inside the Insatiable Princess’ belly at will and all you can do now is to repay me by insinuating your presence and deriding us?  You don’t come close to the shadows of your former selves.  Consider yourselves disowned.”

And so, there is a shift in the agitated air around them, and it seems an argument takes place in the shadow, shadows amongst shadows.  Fists, feet and even tails are punching, stirring breeze and winds until finally, a squeal breaks the silence and a switch is found.  Here, here comes the the light.  Here, an entire universe contained within a cavern of shadows with silhouettes of unfathomable treasures cut flat on unending, lit up walls.

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THE INCREDIBLE ADVENTURES OF CAPTAIN TRAUMATIC – 463

Then, the shadow on this universe’s wall rematerializes displaying three monkeys holding each other in such manner as to form an almost perfect egg shape.  Underneath it, the shadow of the Syck Monkey is holding the egg stable above his head, his tail weaving a dance, a charming snake, insinuating, dancing some more to a sound that can be felt and is palpable but that cannot be heard.

“This is all very charming,” the Captain says, “but—”

His last words are drowned by Recovery Space Shuttle 593’s engines pulling from its mooring at full thrust.  Vapours and smoke invade all that surround as light flickers before disappearing and the clear track of the shuttle leaves its mark behind it, opening a piece of sky that could not be seen before under these latitudes: a clear, blue and pristine sky only seen back on earth.

“Look!” the Captain exclaims, unable to find a better word as smoke soon closes his vision of heaven on earth with great big swirls of pinks, white and grey puffs before engulfing it once more with its darker blanket.

“We’ve achieved nothing.  We’ve met a Shuttle that has not even been collected by the Syck Monkey.  My patience has its limits.  We too should be getting back on the road.  Labaguette, attend to the sails!  Birdseye, perch at the front will you, and look out for surprises!”

“Ai, Ai Captain!” Labaguette retorts, “whereto?”

“Anywhere so long it’s outta here bird!”

“There’s no wind and—,” Birdseye says.

“—we only need a sea,” Labaguette remarks.

“We won’t get away so easily without some tough bargaining,” Birdseye adds.

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“It’s as good a dead end as you make it.  There is no for concern,” The King-of-All-Things states.

“There is an opposite to all things,” King U says.

“I’m the King-of-All things and that’s that.”

“There’s a ‘beyond’.”

“Beyond is contained within all things.”

“Restrained?”

“LET ME OUT!” Labaguette screams, “LET ME OUT!” as King U, relinquishing kingly ways and protocol launches onto the King-of-All-Things, throws one potent punch straight into his face bringing an end to nonsensical arguments.  Now, the King-of-All-Things loses balance and falls inside the supporting cloud underneath his richly adorned throne.  King U shoves his hand inside the cloud above to retrieve Labaguette and, as the King-of-All-Things attempts to emerge from below, the predominant fool within King U prepares to attack him with his wand, jingling bells, roaring like an endangered species in an Universe where all creatures and things matter.

While madness hovers within this group, in a universe all of its own, and not too high in the sky above them, a small rocket flashes its blue and red lights.

“A sign!” King U-the-fool exclaims while three monkeys wake up from their slumber growing golden antennas as they get back onto their feet, jump onto King U-the-fool, attach him to the mast before whistling into the air, without emitting a single sound, their golden antennas shining intensely, transmitting without signalling.

“Recovery Space Shuttle no 593 – CT mission”, the Captain reads, “this isn’t the first time…”

“We must decide on punishment,” the King-of-all-Things says, ignoring any sign that the surrounding circumstances have altered, safely out of his cloud, trying to recover a red jewel encrusted into his forehead.

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The Captain’s a Captain after all and the monkey obeys.  At once, the King recovers.  The Captain carries the sick monkey, wrapped up in his white ropes turned into sheets, his brother following and jumping onto the Captain’s shoulder who remains immune to the monkey abilities to turn anyone or anything into stone.

The Captain lays the sick and unconscious monkey on his own bed inside the cabin and the monkey’s brother lays by his brother’s side, wrapping his arms around it with their bodies melting into each other, a mere bundle of flesh, ropes and sheets solidifying and turning into white, chalky stone.  The Captain looks at them as he makes his way back onto deck, being aware that with universal monkeys, nothing can be taken for granted or predicted.

Belchiore begins to pull the ship and once again, they’re moving.  Labaguette is suspicious.

“You didn’t lift a single finger!” he tells the Commander.

“Mind your own business!” the Commander answers.

“You could have helped,” Labaguette continues.

A small hair tentacle lifts off the Commander’s head to wrap itself threateningly around Labaguette’s throat.

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